(pretty self indulgent, sorry if it's ooc or inconsistent! star lord and reader are dating but just so happens to be on opposite teams.)
star-lord who's absolutely dominating your team, deleting you along the rest of your backline with two guns and a myriad of cocky remarks.
star-lord who relishes in the way you're narrowing your eyes and gritting your teeth in frustration. it's like your anger is his driving fuel.
star-lord who knows damn well he's gonna be sleeping on the couch in the milano after the match. because even if you were his rival there, he was still yours. well, he did have a room of his own but it had been untouched for a while because he always sleeps with you in your room.
"C'mooon babe.. please? it was just a hustle."
star-lord who won't budge until you open the door and let him lose himself in your arms. When you open the door, he gets up quick, already in glee as he throws you and him onto your bed.
star-lord who didn't even take off his battle uniform as he lays on top of you. eventually, your positions are more comfortable with his chest pressed against your back, and his arms wrapped around you, pulling you towards him as he drifts off to sleep with the warmth of you.
star-lord who is a cocky jerk in battle but an absolute dog for you behind closed quarters. no matter how much the timestream entanglement created a lot of conflict between you, it would never tear you guys apart.